Shades? Check. Porkpie hat? Check. Ax? Check. Thomas Fraioi is ready to rhumba.
Sebastian Mallaby, shamelessly—nay, nakedly—covering Alan’s ass
(Author’s note: What started as a brief headslap directed at Sebastian Mallaby turned into a 3,000+ word semi-diatribe on the subject of the multiple sins of Sebastian, Alan Greenspan, and a few other big-wigs. Read at your own risk.) Okay, not my ass, the other Alan’s ass—Alan Greenspan, former chairman of the Federal Reserve. The…
Meanwhile, the war continues
That’s the war to start war, you understand, because the Weekly Standard thinks we’re just not killing enough people. The “Editors”, meaning Bad Boy Billy Kristol, demand that we “Stop Calling Russia a Competitor”! You know what Russia does? “Putin’s government invades neighboring states, murders its opponents with impunity on foreign soil, undermines the elections…
Did Dianne Feinstein just make Mitch McConnell look like a p*ssy?
I don’t know. I don’t know if Dianne is shrewd, senile, or lucky. Maybe she sat on the now famous letter because she was afraid to do anything else. Maybe she “arranged” to have herself pressured so that she would have “no choice” but to do whatever it is she wanted to do. But however…
Truffles To Die For
(Preface to Author’s Note: I originally posted this story last Monday, saying that, since it was so long, I’d be posting it in two parts. Well, fine, except that I forgot to make the partition and thus ended up posting the whole thing. If you read the story last week and were expecting further developments…
My advice to other people
Norm MacDonald: Try being funny. Cory Booker: Try being not stupid. If you (and the Democrats) are lucky Hurricane Florence will erase all memory of this self-generated cycone o’ shit that now swirls about you. Fortunately, only political junkies were following the Kavanaugh hearings in the first place, and, even better, even fewer Americans know…
Unthinking the Unthinkable: All of a sudden it’s 1984 again
If you’re as old as I am you’re probably dead, but if not you might remember the strange foreboding that gripped some of us back in the day when the fateful year of “1984” began to loom on the calendarial horizon: It was actually going to be 1984! We had been bred and baked in…
Truffles To Die For
(Author’s note: Some years ago I wrote three novellas in imitation of Rex Stout’s detective novels, featuring his rotund, orchid-fancying semi alter ego Nero Wolfe, as narrated by his wise-cracking assistant Archie Goodwin. They’re available, for free, if you click here and scroll down past all my “pay to read” books to Three Bullets. I…
Thailand Jazz—“In Walked Bud”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlhVDcDvysE I don’t have any names, because everything is in Thai script. The tune, and the lyrics, written by Jon Hendricks, do get around. Posted by Nok DekPerdNote
American Catholics and American Jews are not happy campers. And neither, it seems, are America’s evangelicals
This conversation didn’t happen, but it could have: Monseigneur Vivaldi: “Have you read that Pennsylvania grand jury report? Over three hundred priests accused of sex abuse! We’ve hit rock bottom! It can’t get any worse than this!” Archbishop Carlo Maria Viganò: “Hold my beer.” Yes, Viganò’s now notorious letter is rockin’ the church in ways…